"He hits his favorite bar, meets Gail and they go to her place."
"The Bar," was really just that, a bar in a no-frills neighborhood joint populated by a young, knowledgeable in-group making the late-night scene. Historically, it was a converted blacksmith shop, located in New York's Financial District. The actual bar was...
"Found a hot woman at the bar!"
I thought it was going to be a slow, boring Saturday night. I had gone to a little hole in the wall where I sometimes go. I like it there on Fridays and Saturdays, when they have blues bands. I was...
"Continued from my first story"
You will remember that my friend and I had left with the possibility of meeting again sometime. What I neglected to add to the first story and hence the title was the fact that I was a married man. Mary(...
"My lucky night"
I was on the road a few years ago, and had checked into a hotel. I went out for a drink at a local bar I had heard about. It was a cozy little bar in an apartment complex. I...
"I understand how short it is, but it wasn't originally intended for the public, written for Jen."
It was aching. Her pussy was aching for some good, old fashioned affection, and her tongue flexed across the roof of her mouth. Practicing for when she had the pair of pussy lips in front of her that belonged to...